In a magnificent pavilion in Sword Light City, a middle-aged man with an arrogant face had two aqua blue flying swords behind his back, and in front of him, there was an old man with a plain expression, and the two seemed to be talking about something.

"Jian Yuanzi, did you listen to me?"

The middle-aged man's expression was cold, and he said in a somewhat unfavorable tone: "Three Ancestors, is this time too much?" Originally, it was said that the candidates to participate in the Tenglong Conference would be decided between the two of us. But now that there is a guy who doesn't know what to say, a mere early stage monk, who dares to snatch our place in the Dragon Conference, won't you be angry?"

It seemed that when he said something angry, a powerful sword qi shot out, and a violent wind rose out of thin air.

This person's name is the Old Man of the Hundred Swords, known as one of the two most powerful clutch powerhouses in the Infernal Sword Gate, and one of the few characters who are most likely to enter the Tribulation.

As for the other person, the old man who looked very plain turned out to be the head of the Infernal Sword Sect, the peak powerhouse 'Jian Yuanzi'. He and the Old Man of the Hundred Swords are known as the two most powerful clutch powerhouses in the door, but he does not have the arrogant character of the Old Man of the Hundred Swords.

"Why are you angry?"

Jian Yuanzi was not touched at all, and said lightly: "Since the three ancestors have jointly chosen Elder Zhang, it proves that he must have something outstanding, at least stronger than us, otherwise it is impossible for the three ancestors to change their attention." ”

"So what?"

When the old man of the hundred swords heard this, his voice was a little cold: "Just a clutch early stage monk, do you still think that he is stronger than us? Or do you not want the immortal qi? No matter how it spreads outside, I think you should know very well that if there are no accidents, it is impossible for us to enter the Tribulation Realm." ”

"And that immortal qi can give us a chance, even if the hope is very slim. But. There's no way I'm going to let go of this opportunity!"

According to the practice of participating in the Dragon Conference in the past, no matter what the final result is, the contestants who participate on behalf of the sect can be rewarded with a fairy qi.

A fairy spirit qi may not be useful to the Tribulation powerhouse, but it can give them this kind of clutch peak powerhouse who has no hope of entering the Tribulation, a hope. Therefore, the old man of Baijian is unwilling to miss this opportunity.

"Then what do you want? Resist the decision of the three ancestors, maybe you don't have this qualification yet!" The head of Jian Yuanzi's eyes sank, and finally he sneered.

He has a soft personality. But that doesn't mean you don't have a temper.

"How?"

The old man of the hundred swords looked cold, and a trace of cruelty welled up at the corner of his mouth: "I have no way to disobey the decision of the three ancestors, but the little guy in the early stage of the clutch, I can try his catties." I just wanted to see what he qualifies to snatch a spot for both of us. ”

Jian Yuanzi's expression suddenly changed, and his tone was a little unkind: "Old Man Hundred Swords, are you kidding?"

"Are you kidding?"

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, revealing a trace of coldness, and he said-for-tat without evasion: "Jian Yuanzi." I respect you as the supreme master, but you can't stop me. ”

As soon as the words fell, his figure flashed directly, turned into sword light and left.

"This old thing!"

Jian Yuanzi finally couldn't help but scold. The expression looked very gloomy, and there was a contradiction in it.

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Zhang Ji had already taken root in the Infernal Sword Gate, so he naturally prepared a mansion for resting, in addition to the spiritual cave where he usually meditated and cultivated. The mansion also has a very large colossium for bluethorns, as well as rooms for various purposes.

Now, he has come to the Infernal Sword Gate. It's been a month.

During this month's time, in addition to regular meditation and cultivation, he also took care of the bluethorn bird wholeheartedly. I don't know if it's because of its extraordinary talent, it has stepped to the peak of the early stage of clutch, and it is about to enter the middle stage of clutch.

Zhang Ji was naturally very happy and prepared to assist the bluethorn bird wholeheartedly.

But on this day, he received an invitation to the auction. From time to time, the last auction will be held in the sect. As a clutch powerhouse in the door, he is naturally qualified to receive invitations.

"Auction?"

Zhang Jiyi held the glittering invitation and muttered to himself: "It just so happens that this time the bluethorn bird breaks through, and it needs some spirit ingots, and it may be rewarding to go over and see it." ”

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Ji immediately took action.

On a rugged mountain road, there stood a black hole, and after Zhang Da stepped into it, he touched the forbidden light curtain. It was a thunderbolt ban, indicating that there were still quite a few floating currents.

Zhang Ji glanced at the prohibition expressionlessly, stretched out his hands, and slowly pasted it on the prohibition, and it was broken without much effort.

At the same time, the sound of a gate sounded, and Zhang Da strode in.

I saw that the hall was about ten zhang wide, and there were twenty or thirty wooden chairs placed everywhere, on which many monks in different costumes were sitting. These people are men and women, old and young, and their looks are even different, but they all look very powerful, and they are all above the clutch.

Zhang Ji smiled at those people, found a chair for himself, and sat down.

He didn't know these guys well, so there was no need to talk. However, his arrival has attracted the attention of many people.

"This is that Elder Zhang?

"What Elder Chen said is very true, this person looks like there is no one in his eyes!"

"Shhhh

......

There were bursts of whispered discussions, but Zhang Ji was not touched.

"This kid...... , Like, where have you seen it?" An ancestor in the crowd, with scaly skin and a dragon-headed cane in his hand, was muttering with some doubts.

"The old man doesn't know, this person is very famous, and he is appointed by the three ancestors, a participant in the Tenglong Conference. I heard that Uncle Hundred Swords was so angry about this!" Next to him, a deep voice sounded, but it was a horse-faced man.

"What, he's that Elder Zhang?"

"Is there any mistake, what qualifications does a guy in the early stage of clutch have, to snatch the qualifications of the head of the Hundred Swords Teacher and the Sword Yuanzi?

"That's not necessarily, he is the candidate of the three ancestors, who knows if there are any hole cards hidden?"

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All kinds of remarks came into his ears, and Zhang Ji couldn't laugh or cry. Being talked about these things without taboo, he still felt a little sullen. (To be continued......)